: About Me

i am painfully human.

My passion is ...

people-watching, and creating art out of such observation.

I know too much about ...

cat-napping; maybe nothing.

My parents always told me ...

i could fly.

My childhood ambition ...

i've always wanted to write.

My favorite memory ...

had something to do with a stuffed crocodile. Or was it an alligator?

Why I write ...

i write because i don't speak well.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

(Re)reading: A Clockwork Orange (Burgess)/Listening to: Down in Albion (Babyshambles)

My first job ...

Working for Father Dearest at his architectural firm.

My best moment ...

was awesome.

My inspiration ...

My cat, Howdy. And my boyfriend.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Life's journey

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There were two of us there both starving gypsy radicals, self-loathing, cynical and scared-as-hell, experimental drop-outs lined up legs crossed hands folded in on a bench, waiting for some bus to take us somewhere. Somewhere else. Ain't nothing here but coldsweats and Christmas cards and our favorite baseball team that never won. Thanks, but we'll devote our unyielding silent fanclub to something that deserves it. i was first but he soon followed a mere nod and i slid over, saw through the deadpan and shook hands with the desperate, just a beat up old suitcase with the future inside, and ...

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